Tag Archives: Writings for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

I Still Don’t Know How To Love by Jasper Kerkau

I Still Don’t Know How To Love by Jasper Kerkau

“Love is so allusive. Everyone is looking for something that will ultimately disappoint them. I have mild conversation at laundromats and book stores. I have taken up a life of leisure, try to find God in simple things, but it is all so complicated. Everyone is so broken…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/12/10/i-still-dont-know-how-to-love-jasper-kerkau/

[Jasper Kerkau is a writer/editor/co-creator of Sudden Denouement. His personal blog is Jasperkerkauwriting.com]

Half-life by Erich Michaels

Magnificent and magnanimous piece of writing by Erich Michaels (“magnanimous” because he has shared it with us):

“We’re all in a state of continual decay

Casting off neutrinos, alphas and betas

Dander and forgotten moments of yesterday

Fluttering to the floor is what their fate is…”

https://erichmichaels.wordpress.com/2017/12/30/half-life/

Erich Michaels describes himself as “just trying to share the human experience.” He has a bachelor’s degree in creative writing, but find himself writing SOPs (lather, rinse, repeat) in order to make a living, which can be detrimental to the creative process. You can find him on the road to recovery at Erich Michaels. Every journey begins with a single step, right?

WRONG TWIN’S LULLABY by Basilike Pappa

“It said sleep / the voice said / slide into / me / like a fish / in water the voice said / dreamless / I’ll catch you / just sleep it said / you’re tired and / it’s time to / sleep…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/26/wrong-twins-lullaby/

Basilike Pappa lives in Greece. She likes her coffee black, her walls painted green and blue, her books old or new. She despises yellow curtains and red tape. She can’t live without chocolate, flowers and her dog. Places she can be found are: kitchen, office, living room. If she’s not at home, I don’t know where she is. You can find Basilike up late with a notebook in the Silent Hour.

Photography by Jimmi Campkin (jimmi campkin.com)

Idiom – Joey Gould

“It’s right where you left it

the radial arm
saw, even though mum moved. The deep
cutting 12” blade, the chopped-out fence,
the bench that held every deck board.
Better it should stay in your cave, I an apart-
ment dweller then, watching moths land
on my scotch glass fourth floor studio…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/21/idiom-joey-gould/


Photography art by Dirk de Herder.

Joey Gould is a long-time contributor to Mass Poetry who has twice been nominated for Bettering American Poetry and once for a Pushcart Prize. He has performed in The Poetry Circus, Elle Villanelle’s Poetry Bordello, and The Poetry Society of New York’s Poetry Brothel. He writes 100-word reviews as poetry editor for Drunk Monkeys. He’s working on a website: joeygouldpoetry.wordpress.com.

You can follow Joey on Twitter @toshines.

Short Circuiting- Ms. Georgia Park

“What if I recklessly wrote three or four poems a day
and sent them into the void of cyberspace
where anyone from my little brother to my exes could read them
until I was picked clean like the carcass…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/22/short-circuiting-ms-georgia-park/

Georgia writes for Sudden Denouement, Private Bad Thoughts, and is the creator of Whisper and the Roar: A Feminist Literary Collective.

Steel the Whisper by Aurora Phoenix

Steel the Whisper by Aurora Phoenix

“…above my future
clamping down my self-regard
you rest on the laurels of your discontent
as red, rusting
fades
there is a roar
/building/…”

Her wordsmithing always builds a roar in my heart and punches my imagination: https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/14/steel-the-whisper/

Aurora Phoenix is a wordsmithing oxymoron. Staid suburbanite cloaks a badass warrior wielding weapon grade phrases. Read more of her confabulations at Insights from “Inside.”

Reminder – Erich Michaels

Wordsmithing a stairway to every heart from Erich Michaels
(As this is what he does perpetually…)
“It had been so long that no one remembers just when it had happened. You’d think an event like this would be clearly recorded in our history, but like the wholesale slaughter of the Native Americans, it’s something those in power would rather forget—in order to feel human, that they’re part of something great.

These little statues appeared everywhere and all at once. There were more in the areas you would expect to find them, at schools, parks, and grocery stores, but there were quite a few that must’ve formed in secret…in backyards and in bedroom windows. Rooted to the very ground upon which they stand, many were tried, unsuccessfully, to be moved, like atrocities from high school, social studies, text books, so we could go back to feeling normal. This just wasn’t going to be the case. …”

https://erichmichaels.wordpress.com/2018/11/02/reminder/

Erich Michaels describes himself as “just trying to share the human experience.” He has a bachelor’s degree in creative writing, but find himself writing SOPs (lather, rinse, repeat) in order to make a living, which can be detrimental to the creative process. You can find him on the road to recovery at Erich Michaels. Every journey begins with a single step, right?

Calling All Writers! Our Short Story Contest is Now Open For Submissions

The Contest is officially open!

Since its inception in 2016, The Sudden Denouement Literary Collective has had the privilege of featuring some of today’s most fearless writers. With members that span the globe and editors who share a passion for pushing boundaries, we as a collective have enjoyed reading, promoting, and watching the success of each individual artist as they have grown in their craft and left their mark upon the literary world.

Now, as writers and readers, editors and fans, we at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective are ecstatic to open up the doors to our outstanding, award winning collective, and invite you all in to pull up a chair and tell us your stories.

The Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, and Sudden Denouement Publishing, are pleased to dip our toes into the waters of great literary contests and announce our first ever short story literary prize with a call for submissions from all of you..
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/01/sudden-denouements-short-story-literary-contest-is-now-open-for-submissions/

Leaden Skies- Olde Punk/RamJet Poetry

Spellbinding web of words a 100 times read in awe – Olde Punk
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/05/02/leaden-skies-olde-punk-ramjet-poetry/

“Come
Come and lead
Me on
Past the sallow
With leaden eyes,

Leaden cheeks
And leaden mouths
Heaving leaden words
At our backs beneath
Leaden skies

Come, come and find me
Down in the gutter
With the elixir still heavy
On my ragged breath…”

UNITED STATES. 1975.

Olde Punk is an editor of Sudden Denouement and the curator of Ramjet Poetry. Hockey, food and punk rock junkie. Total sci-fi/fantasy geek. He writes, right?

Day 1 – Patrick Hart

A new voice and sirensong enthralling: Patrick Hart
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/10/23/day-1-patrick-hart/

“Forgiveness is found in the cooling of blatant heat
A treasure typically reserved
For hunters and priests
Finally shifting in the form of falling leaves
A light reprieve
From hollow hell and dampened glory

The sky awakens to bodies succumbing
To the Cliff Swallow’s song
A disbelief of patience
That strands the torture of constant war, for
Beauty is a season in desire
It is a body bright
Knotted In the fingers of sunlight
And a bored man’s tongue
Can find the fruits of passion
In the throes of this calm union

Roadside Maples dance in irenic fashion
With acorn offerings littering
The feet of wolves nurturing the day
And autumn prints pry fault
From the aging jetty of the mind…”

[Patrick Hart is a transplanted South Georgian writer who originally hails from Hampton Roads Virginia. He currently serves in the United States Air Force, as an air traffic controller.

Like most of us, Patrick draws most of his inspiration from his history. Through his writing, he seeks to dredge bodies from the dark pools of his mind, as much as he desires to describe and define what life is.

If he had to use one word to describe himself, it would be cerebral.]

Find more of Patrick’s work on Instagram and grab a copy of his stunning debut collection War Paint, published by RadPress Publishing.